Summer In The City

Well, I managed to survive.
Almost two weeks of bacchanalian excess.
With my wildass sister and her husband Greg.

Had an awesome time at Linda’s Crib.
In Oxford, Maine.

I did the best I could.

But the food kept coming at me.
In gigantic waves.

Plus, I got to meet the man, the myth, the legend:
Cousin Timmy.

Now I am back in the Big City.
For what promises to be a totally groovy summer.

Will hit the Daily Catch in the North End quite often.
To see my cugino.

Today I am going over to this joint.

To check on tickets.

Will stop by here for a spell.

To soak up some culture.

Then go over to Chinatown.
For the Deep Rub.

I am feeling a certain stiffness.
Plus, I need to recover from the Maine Experience.

In the meantime, I hope you people are getting out and about.

Just remember: No matter how much you think it is.
This is not France.